âXiang Yongxin!!!â An angry roar resounded through Qingfeng Zhai.
ââŚHall⌠Hall Master Fu, Miss⌠uh, no, the Village Owner, sheâŚâ The little girl trembled, not daring to tell the truth she knew.
âAm I so terrifying? How long does it take to finish a sentence? Damn it! What the hell did she descend the mountain for?â
âThe village ownerâŚsheâŚshe saidâŚâ
âWhat did she say?! Donât test my patience!â
âShe said⌠sheâs going to pick a husband to be the villageâs⌠Head MadamâŚâ The little girl stood up straight and closed her eyes desperately. Her voice became weaker and weaker, until the last two words, one could almost only see her lips moving without an audible sound.
A roar resounded through the quiet and deep Qingfeng Zhai again, arousing a group of wild geese to spread their wings to fly away.
The receiver of that roar had already long left the vicinity of Qingfeng Village, riding on a maroon colored horse. They had arrived on the main street of Huansha City refreshingly.
âKind elderly, may I ask where is the best restaurant in Huansha City?â Under the hat, a pair of intelligent black eyes could be seen on a handsome face. He blinked and fanned his long eyelashes as he looked at the old farmer selling vegetables at the roadside.
The old farmer scratched his head; he was just a farmer from a neighboring village. Although he would come into the city to sell vegetables every morning, he never went to any dinery in the city. Not to mention the best restaurant.
âThat⌠gongzi, this elderly has heard of âZuixi Hallâ in Huansha City. It is full of guests every day, so it must be the best restaurant. If gongzi donât believe me, you can go and have a look. Well, it should be at the end of this street. This elderly man doesnât know the exact location.â The old farmer sat up honestly and smiled.
âThank you elderly for your guidance.â Xiang Yongxin smiled at the old farmer and took out a handful of figs from his bag. He put it in the hands of the old farmer, âHere, this is a specialty of my hometown. Itâs very sweet and refreshing, elderly please try it.â
âThank you, gongzi.â
Ha! Gongzi! Listen to that! Listen to that!
Xiang Yongxin snickered and led her horse towards the âZuixi Hallâ pointed out by the old farmer. This shows that her disguise was very successful. Not only did she easily escape her comrades from the village, but she was greeted so respectfully. Just thinking about it makes her feel very accomplished.
She walked west on the bustling main street, after walking for about a quarter of an hour, Xiang Yongxin finally saw the âZuixi Hallâ. It had red lanterns hanging high in the courtyard. With joy in her heart, she quickened the pace of her feet.
Although Qinghe City also has high-end restaurants and teahouses, this is the first time she has seen such a luxurious and richly decorated restaurant.
This is why she said before, remaining in the mountains for a year and a half without leaving the village will really make people narrow-minded and unable to broaden oneâs knowledge.
She had heard Zhu Que say that the biggest probability of meeting an elegant gongzi was at a restaurant. She made up her mind to rob a handsome young gentleman and bring him back to the mountains before the end of the year. This way, she can fulfill her dead fatherâs wishâŚ
Thinking of this, one person and one horse approached the number one brothel of Huansha City: âZuixi Hallâ.